I look at myself in the mirror and wondered why him and not me, he had his life in front of him and I just feel the hurt of missing our little boy, he left us watching the world turn instead of watching him grow into a man. We had so much to share, as mummy and I had his life planned. I still blame myself and as his father I should have stopped time but instead time is stopped for me as I replay the day he passed away over and over again in my mind.


I lost my baby boy just after the New Year festivities 2015, everything happened so very quick, even so I relive that moments over and over again in my mind, when I close my eyes, I watched myself trying in vain to bring him back to us, trying to breathe life back into his lungs, trying to make live once more. I question everything and why! He was a healthy boy and there wasn’t any reason, I spent so much time wishing something was different or that I was taken and not George. Why, oh why is the world so unjust. Look into my eyes and you can see an empty sole where love once flourished, SIDs has taken so much away from us, it’s more than just losing George, it is losing a part of my being. S

Sands of Time

You never know from day to day how you are going to be feeling, some days are bearable and problems just ride over you whiles other days the littlest thing will bring the world crashing around you and the dark storm clouds seem to engulf your days. Nothing in the world can destroy you as much as losing a child and when he was so perfect and would have been so loved by all his family. Our baby had his whole life in front of him and his short life full of love. When I tried in vain to bring our baby back too us, I never realise how every breath I gave him, broke my heart just a little more. Some days I just want to lay next to him, close my eyes and take my last breath, the only thing that kee

Day By Day

As day follows night and night follows day, the pain of losing our baby boy still lingers on. Everyday waking up knowing he is not in our arms and that we now will spend our waking hours longing for a sign from him. We look for white feathers floating down to earth or the sound of fluttering butterfly’s wings. Everyday becomes a task, every day is a battle, we miss our baby boy and nothing will ever fill the void left from his passing. One thing always stays the same and that is the numbness that losing our precious little angel brings and the ever endless question of why? Some people think that time heals and that our feelings will change, but losing a child is different to any other loss

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